“Getting Old, Getting Younger” by Krishna Bhaskar is a playful, pulsing rhythm of emotion where storms mirror the chaos within. It’s thunder, lightning, and love—wrapped in boldness, wit, and a touch of poetic swagger.
It’s raining hard
It’s getting dark
It’s a little cold
I am feeling bold
Too many feelings
Too much thunder
Getting old but
Getting younger
She is super tart
Off the chart
This isn’t a toss
I feel like a boss
They look at me
And they wonder
Deep down under
Getting old, getting younger
She said a thing
I felt like a king
How do I stop
It’s a boom pop pop
Too much lightning
Too much thunder
Getting old but
Getting younger